Deep Love in Light Times

The moonlight was gurgling like water, and the air was slightly wet. The city at night left the noise and crowding of pages. He and she walked slowly in the street lamp. Secretary Chen drove his car and followed them, moving slowly.

On the ground, the streetlights pulled their shadows long. She compared them. Well, she was 1.67 meters tall, and she looked so small and delicate beside him. The cool breeze blows slightly, the moonlight is just right, it is not a taste.

Looking at he Hanyu around, I don't know if it's his own illusion. Ling yun'er feels that he is no longer the cold and cold God any more, but has the flavor of a big boy next door.

Yushu Linfeng, elegant, elegant, and she is the girl beside him, two hand in hand shopping, they are ordinary people's boys and girls, in the ordinary taste of love.

As she walked along, she would take a peek at him secretly, and the layers of pictures she was getting along with were presented one by one. He was very good. From the initial fear of him to the present - now - what is his feeling towards him? Do you like it?

Does he like himself a little bit? She was a little flustered, a little shocked, more, of course, an incredible expression!

Perhaps he is too greedy, extravagant he likes himself, he just likes her body, not love.

However, tonight, she had an idea that he Hanyu would fall in love with her. However, she was as humble as she was. She felt inferior, afraid and hesitated for too long in this contract tagged relationship. She had to restrain the waves in her heart.

If you don't like her, how can he wear this dress, how can he accompany her to go shopping with her hand in hand, and how can he wear such childish clothes, even if it is just because of an accident?

Even if the beginning of these, just from the love of her body, and now, at least it is far beyond this range?

"What's the matter with you?" He Hanyu's voice is still cold, slightly wrinkled eyebrows, as if thinking.

Her eyes were slightly wet, and she was afraid that he would find out, so she shook her head vigorously, and then boldly stretched out her arms and slowly hugged his waist.

"I'm so happy today. Please allow me to hold you." She boldly said, and then her hands groped along his waist and drifted to his broad chest. He was a sportsman. She could feel the elastic skin through his coat.

Her hand slid like a little fish to his neck, cheek, eyes, beauty, as if to engrave him in his mind.

He felt her delicate touch, gently and gently, as comfortable as the fine velvet of birds in autumn. He really wanted her not to let go. He was very intoxicated with the touch of her taste everywhere. Did she like herself a little? Now he was just as greedy as she was, and he really wanted to ask if she liked him at all?

However, this business shrewd and decisive president, in love, especially in front of the girl he likes, IQ is really zero! In addition, because of his poor speech, the spiritual contact between them flashed by.

Her inferiority is as low as her, she dare not say; in love, there are many women who throw themselves in his arms, never take the initiative, so they are so far away from each other

she said to herself in her heart: please allow me to secretly like you in my heart, tonight I am really happy!

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